Suzanne’s heart seemed to be hammering in her throat. She’d never done this to a man before. She sensed the power of the moment but also realised ...hat her earlier orgasm had done little to reduce the horniness that possessed her. She was touching him through the soft grey cotton of his briefs, feeling the roundness of his balls, the ridge formed by his cock. That cock was growing. Her self-restraint slipped away and she slid her hands round him to dig her fingers in to his ass and press her. After all, if I couldn’t do it with Marcie, I’d never be able to do it with my sister... “What do you think about when you masturbate?”“Lots of things.”“What did you think about last time you masturbated?”“A guy owning me, making me wear a collar 24/7, and taking me whenever he felt the urge.”That was one of Marcie’s more common fantasies.“Do you ever masturbate thinking about me?”“Yeah, sometimes.”“What did you think about last time you did?”“I thought about going down on you, but you grab my. I know I'd ever experienced anything like this.I looked over at Jeff as he shot his load all over himself. He made a mess with cum all over his leg and the chair he was sitting on. He all but collapsed in exhaustion.I stood up as Bill blurted out, "Wow! That was pretty nasty stuff, Julie. I can't believe you sucked my cock, and let me shoot off in your mouth. I could feel you swallow my cum. I'm all but speechless. That was the best blow job I've ever experienced. And you did this in front. I wanted to disappear into my own skin. As I appeared in the living room my parents faces lit up. They were pleased with my choice. Our arrival was announced. As Mr H rose to greet us his shock was evident. His face cleared and he greeted my parents. Kissed both Moms cheeks, shook Dads hand. His eyes fell to me. I could see desire in his eyes but there was no lust. Just open acknowledgement of seeing a beautiful woman. I felt admired and beautiful. It was very nice. He kissed my hands and put.